Siem Reap

I edited a few photos days ago, and this one is my most favorite from Kompong Phluk (if I remember correctly) in Siem Reap, Cambodia. I took this shot from quite a distance because I know there’s more story in the scene in the absence of noise and the available opportunity to get close to them.

It’s so pure from where I was looking through my lens, and that’s how I love it.

Like this:

FISHING VILLAGE: Cambodian little girl sitting on a piece of wood that supports her house. Shy and does not want to be photographed was her little brother.

How likely is it that I leave? You know the feeling? Too many hands, but no fingers are lifting to help?

I swore I wouldn’t feel this. I swore I’m not going to care if nobody pays attention, but… but… my impatience is now bigger than the even-tempered care I am trying very, very hard to hold on to. It’s madness that I continue to do something that’s taking a lot of my time, and yet…